The Monks Intimidated Me...

I love where life brings you if you allow it to flow.

Yesterday I found myself sitting beside my brother and across from two Monks. We were one of four contractors being interviewed for the new Dhamma Hall that the Monks will be building.

Although I was not nervous about the interview as I have no issues talking about construction and our experience, I did feel a little intimidated when I sat down. I know these people would be the last people to judge us but it was intimidating sitting across from these men.

It was interesting to witness myself in the situation. Intimidation is not something I would have ever associated with a Monk. But here I was feeling it...

So why the feeling? What was I afraid of? How did they intimidate me?

If I'm honest with myself, I believe I may have felt like a fraud. I felt as though they have figured out this thing called life and here I am still trying to figure it out. I just have to do what they do, right?

But there's no way I could do what they do. At least not right now. I love what I do. I love my wife. I love my son. I love the path I'm on. Why does it have to be their path?

It doesn't. We all have our own paths. They all start the same way and end the same way (birth and death) but what happens in between will always be different.

No two people will ever have the same path.